johnny_S
20-12-2006, 10:48
On Saturday afternoon, after Internazionale's Serie A match against Atalanta has been untangled and dissected, James Richardson will face Bravo's TV cameras, smile, and utter one final arrivederci. Then, with a flick of an editor's switch, 14 years of Football Italia will come to an end.
Few will witness its last rites - these days it struggles to pull in 20,000 viewers - but a great many will mourn its passing, and the absence of Richardson from our screens. Anyone who resists football's twin turkey twizzlers, cliché and monosyllable, as he does, should be commended; anyone who can make David Platt and Paul Elliott sound interesting (surely the TV presenter's equivalent of the philosopher's stone) deserves a knighthood. Instead Richardson - who by rights should be a well-cultivated moustache away from being the next Des Lynam - is twiddling his thumbs and wondering what might have been.
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Few will witness its last rites - these days it struggles to pull in 20,000 viewers - but a great many will mourn its passing, and the absence of Richardson from our screens. Anyone who resists football's twin turkey twizzlers, cliché and monosyllable, as he does, should be commended; anyone who can make David Platt and Paul Elliott sound interesting (surely the TV presenter's equivalent of the philosopher's stone) deserves a knighthood. Instead Richardson - who by rights should be a well-cultivated moustache away from being the next Des Lynam - is twiddling his thumbs and wondering what might have been.
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